[ He’ll let Sugimura say whatever he likes about him, that doesn’t bother him in the least, but the instant his poison tongue speaks ill about Haru, Arenvald’s hackles are up. How dare this… this cretin talk about her that way, when he has no idea about who she is, about the strength of her conviction or the depths of her kindness.
He strides towards the doorway, tall and broad with a challenge in his eyes. ]
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He strides towards the doorway, tall and broad with a challenge in his eyes. ]
Say that again.
[ He fucking dares you, bro. ]